Oh, how I wish I was the TV,
Then my parents, would spend more time with me.
Staring me down and listening,
You would think I was hypnotizing.
I wish I was the smartphone.
Five hours per day Mama would spend with me, alone.
Texting and facetiming;
I really wish, I was that entertaining.
Mama, Papa, I long to be Facebook,
Ten thousand likes per day, just look.
Instead of widespread misunderstanding,
You would believe everything I was saying.
Papa, I wish I was the car,
I'd get more attention than God, by far.
Your money you'd spend on me.
Not one scratch would anybody see.
Sadly I'm none of those things.
I have updates and a storyline that's constantly changing.
Invest in me and the rewards you'll see,
Because, to this world, I'm your legacy.
By Candy Benn
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My Caribbean Reflections
PoesiaThis book is a collection of Poems. For the most part it reflects issues affecting people of the Caribbean. The poems deal with issues of life in a humorous way. People from other parts of the world will also find them relatable.
